Marching forward to the end
A final state of oblivion
Nobody left to save
From these shallow graves we dig
To the point of no return
We battled on without concern
Of the mess we made
And those who did the same
Woah, oh, oh!
Woah, oh, oh!
Woah, oh, oh, oh!
I can't see straight (Woah, oh, oh!)
I can't think straight (Woah, oh, oh!)
I can't do this anymore (Woah, oh, oh, oh!)
To the days we had our lives
And to the nights we had our fights
Never really knowing
The candles burning thin
Waiting idly by
But expecting no reply
Mentally broken
And bodies wearing down
Woah, oh, oh!
Woah, oh, oh!
Woah, oh, oh, oh!
I can't see straight (Woah, oh, oh!)
I can't think straight (Woah, oh, oh!)
I can't do this anymore (Woah, oh, oh, oh!)
Woah, oh, oh!
Woah, oh, oh!
Woah, oh, oh, oh!
I can't see straight (Woah, oh, oh!)
I can't think straight (Woah, oh, oh!)
I can't do this anymore (Woah, oh, oh, oh!)
I can't see straight (Woah, oh, oh!)
I can't think straight (Woah, oh, oh!)
I can't do this anymore (Woah, oh, oh, oh!)